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In that moment, the choice felt heavier than the sword at their hip. To the north, the demon lords Deskari and Baphomet were already weaving their next web of corruption. To succeed, the Commander would have to choose a path: would they remain a mortal champion, become a celestial Angel of vengeance, or perhaps succumb to the cold, logical hunger of a Lich?.

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The air in Drezen didn't smell like a city; it smelled like wet iron and burnt sulfur. High atop the citadel's battlements, the Knight-Commander stood alone. Below, the banners of the Fifth Crusade snapped in a wind that shouldn't have been there—a draft pulled directly from the Abyss through the festering sore of the Worldwound. In that moment, the choice felt heavier than

"Every choice has a cost," the Commander whispered, recalling the cryptic warnings of Areelu Vorlesh, the architect of this entire nightmare. Below, the banners of the Fifth Crusade snapped

"You're brooding again," a voice chirped. It was Seelah, her golden armor reflecting the sickly purple light of the horizon. "We’ve taken the city, Commander. The people are celebrating. You should be down there."

"They're celebrating a reprieve, Seelah, not a victory," the Commander replied, looking at their hand. Veins of glowing light pulsed beneath the skin—mythic power, a gift or a curse from a source no one quite understood.